Fantasy Formula 1 2011 - Canada results

And now, an excerpt from the BBC coverage of the Canadian Grand Prix:

Yes David, I do think HobNobs are delicious, but I think Digestives are better.
You're wrong Martin - definitely HobNobs. I've got a packet here...
Really? How many are in there?
Hang on - I'll count them. 1. 2. 3. 4.....

(some time later)

14. There's 14 HobNobs.
Fascinating. Coincidentally, that's the number of points Felipe Massa has scored this year.
Amazing statistic there. Brilliant.
Thanks. What time is it?
Erm.... Tuesday.

Quite a race, eh? Look at me - I just broke out into a big grin again just thinking about it. Five and a half hours of F1 coverage, 20 laps of brilliant racing and a stunning comeback by Button. Fabulous.

Anyway, as it went on so damn late, I've only just started sorting out the results, so here you go - first up: who scored what:

And the all-important running total (NB: Look away away now unless you want to see massive smugness emanating from this web page):

Ooo, yeah. Go me! Race report will take about a week to write, so it may not be done by beddie-byes tonight, but I'll let you know on the twitter.

(Musical frivolity tonight provided by the best Greatest Hits album in the universe - with the possible exception of the second volume - from Queen.)

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